Their lips locked, both pulling hard, searching and seeking to somehow become closer. Tongues intertwine as breaths came in short, excited breaths. The door slammed shut, allowing the two a bit of privacy?though neither cared at this moment. They had been kissing and undressing all the way to the room. In fact, quite a bit of clothing was being carried into the room, having been removed in the elevator ride up to the tenth floor. The room was immaculate, though neither of them would take full note until much later. At the moment each only had one thing on their mind. And it was not a room inspection.
He pulled back, looking into her deep blue eyes. He marveled at the passion present. Not long before he thought of calling this whole thing off. The whole thing was wrong. He should not be here. He should not be kissing this wondrous woman. He should not be putting such a new and grand friendship under the stress of a sexual relationship. Mostly, he should not be videotaping the whole thing.
But he had been trying to do those 'should? things his whole life and it always led him back to heartache. He could could write a library of how the right things led him to places filled with pain and loneliness. At least, with her, he felt alive. And, should this lead him astray, at least he would have lived. For this night, she was his to have, to hold, to love. Tomorrow's misery would just have to come in it's own time.
His eye looked to the camera and he silently told himself to ignore it and focus on her.
She was nearly topless, her purple lace bra encasing her ample breasts, providing wonderful cleavage for his eyes to feast upon. She loved the way he looked at her. Never in her life had she been so simply and completely adored. He saw things in her that she never knew existed. And to her personal surprise, he could prove all the things she denied he saw. Plus he was so frustratingly adorable; possessing just too much charm and openess to be ignored. If only her man had half his charm.
But, like the man kissing her, she decided to let tomorrow come in it's own due time. Tonight, she would let go of everything else besides this ebony lover and his passionate touch.
They moved to the bed, falling heavily and awkwardly. He landed first, happily accepting her weight it's not easy to kiss, walk, and take off your shoes simutaneously. They stopped for a moment, giggling at the situation.
Good thing the cam is not on, huh? He joked as he used the moment's reprieve to undo his shoes properly. He continued lauging as he removed his shirt. He stopped short a moment later as he noticed his partner was not laughing. What?
The camera is motion-activated.
You're kidding.
Nope.
Oh great. My first porno and the beginning makes the blooper reel.
Better than the whole thing being a blooper reel.
She had a way of cutting to the chase that made him crave her all the more. There was something about her, he had sensed from the start, that made her the most dangerous type of woman. She had a bluntness that intangibly dared a man to try to tame her. Her honesty allowed no room for the typical female pitfalls?as nearly everything about her shouted logic; something a man could not help be drawn to. Her brazen attitude stired his passions to a boil the first day they talked. And to top it off, she had a body that should have a neon sign flashing ?Funland?. It was not that she was perfect, but that she was perfect for him?in every good and bad sense he had ever known.
Okay, the camera is rolling, you idiot, he thought to himself, it's time to get to work.
He had to admit he was very curious how he would look on film. He could not help but think of Sam Kinison's comments on the subject. The comedian had said how it was a bad idea to tape yourself and that you look like
beached whales humping. But she had been in his thoughts and fantasies since the moment the met. Who cares if you look like humping whales when you have such a rare treat. He dismissed the thought, hoping Sam had looked like a whale because he was carrying such a belly; he would see once he played the tape back.
He pulled her to him, kissing her again. He could not get enough of her lips. The lingering taste of the drinks making her all the more alluring. His hands went to her breast, fondling the mound through the bra. He felt his cock come to life at the touch. At this rate, it would be the shortest porn flick in history?even for an amateur effort. And he could not have that!
He rolled her onto her back and spread her legs. Sliding down, kissing down, throught the cleavage and over the stomach, he pulled her skirt up, and kissed her panty-encased vagina. She shifted, moaning soflty at the action. He kissed it again, then a third time, each successive kiss harder than the one before.
She raised, allowing him to pull the lace panties from her body, revealing a neatly trimmed pubic area. He looked to her pussy, his mouth watering at the site. It was not fair that she was his every fantasy, taken by another man, and have a perfectly shaped pussy. Her man was a fucking nitwit for willingly sharing her with anyone.
He moved forward, licking the outer lips, the labia, splitting the folds before moving up. He could taste her growing arousal, the tell-tale musky scent filling his nose. Soon he was at her clitoris. He swirled his tongue around the bulb. She shifted, the sensation causing arousal. She moaned softly.
No, baby, he thought to himself, you're gonna come hard tonight. I promise.
He sucked, drawing the bulb into his mouth, and held it there. He began to slap it around in his mouth. Her pelvis began to undulate in response. He continued, enjoying the reaction, fully knowing that the fun of later would be increased with a fully prepped pussy.
And a pussy is never fully prepped without that first orgasm.
He released the clit and looked again to her perfect pussy. It was a bit swollen and reddening from the blood rushing to it. He went back down, driving his tongue deep into her slit, drawing a sharp sigh from her. He spread her legs wide, allowing complete access to her tasty hole. Over and over, he slid his tongue deep, moving upward, ending with a slap of her clitoris.
She heard herself growing more aroused, her increasingly loud moans heralding the revelation. It had been a while since her kitty was simply 'serviced? like this. There was always something refreshing about just having a guy (or girl) go down on you?especially when they knew what they were doing.
Moving his tongue from side-to-side, he increased his pace. Her body reacted in time, her hips moving faster. He was on track to that orgasm. He moved up to that magical little bulb and began to suck and bat at it. He brought a finger up, and slid it inside her. He fet the silky walls grip his fingers and heard her moan loud. He began to pump her pussy with his finger as he continued to suck her clit. Turning his palm upward, he decided he would try to see if he could find that ever-elusive G-Spot.
He did. And the ride went into overdrive.
She felt him slide his finger inside her kitty. She was moist so his nails did not scratch the sides?how annoying that was! No, this guy knew what he was doing. He paced things just right, allowing her body to adjust to each new step. Maybe it was not good for the camera, she thought with a quick glance over to the recording device, but it was wonderful for her! He had a way that was dangerous. The way he paced things made it possible for him to ask for nearly anything?and she, to her surprise, realized she would give it a shot! When she felt the shift, she wondered what he was doing. He dug in deep, the sensation very pleasurable. He tapped once, then twice?
She felt her body spasm, her legs slamming hard against his head. Normally, she would have stopped to apologize, but he increased the pressure on both his sucking and the tapping inside. Unconsciously, she arched her back, her head rolling upward, the pleasure taking control. She said something, but it was lost in a sea of bliss. She closed her eyes, finding stars bursting behind her eyelids. Her breath was labored as her entire body tensed, heralding her orgasm. She gained a bit of control and brought her back down to the bed, only to have him suck her harder and pump faster?now with two fingers, causing the pleasure to double. One hand went to her mouth, allowing her to bite down to stop her from saying ?oh shit!? again, while the other went to the back of his shaved head, drawing him to her. Her pelvis was undulating fast, her body still tightening.
That's it, baby, he thought, give me that sweet nectar.
Both hands were on his head, drawing him in, as she had her release. He moved down from her clitoris down to suck it all in. She came in a loud scream,moving herself down to enoy his marvelous tongue and ride out this orgasm. Once spent, she laid back, panting. She felt him kissing his way up her body. She looked down to meet his umber eyes and a sly grin on his face. She giggled between breaths. He looked like he was in the middle of puppy love.
Their lips locked again, removing all semblance of levity. She loved his touch. It was not the touch of lust, but of a dedicated passion. He wanted her not just to get laid. It reminded her of a long, lost dream that had been brutally shattered and never pieced together. It was too late to fully have that dream, but she could borrow it for a night.
********
She was nude, save her stockings, her clothes quickly removed to allow for freedom of movement. She pushed him back, ready to return the favor. She undid his belt and unzipped his pants before pulling both the trousers and underwear from his body. His cock sprung out, finally released form it's prison. She looked to it, the dark shaft, taking in it's length and girth, and smiled. It had been a while since she had a cock of any considerable size. Though her guy did his best to satisy, she did realize size did matter. And it was good to see that this dark lover was fully equiped to give her something to think about.
Her smile grew wider as she realized it looked like chocolate.
Starting low, she ran her toungue from where the shaft meets the scrotum and moved forward, her silky tongue sliding along the sensitive shaft. She took private pleasure in his deep moan. Her ruse worked, he was surprised. Reaching the end, she flicked the tip of his cock with her tongue, looking up just in time to see his head coming back from looking at the ceiling. Locking gazes, she took him into her mouth, her lips slowly, smoothly sliding down the dark shaft.
He looked on with mounting anticipation. Could she take it all in? Would she be able to add ?With Deepthroat Action? to her neverending list of traits? She stopped short, birnging her hand up to grip the base. He knew the reason'some other guy had thrust at this moment, causing her to gag. She slid back down, taking it into her warm wet mouth, sucking hard to allow her cheeks to grip the throbbing black rod.She was nearing the end when he felt the head tap the back of her throat. Slightly shifting her head, she went back down. He felt the head slip a bit down her throat, but she gagged a bit, and had to take a moment for some air.
Soon, she was back at it, going for what she knew. Her mouth and hand moved in great precision, her saliva allowing enough lubrication to have the hand slide easily along the shaft. She felt his cock begin to throb harder. It had been too long since anyone wanted her this badly; she found the whole ordeal extremely flattering.
He looked down, watching the tanned beauty sucking on his cock and found the sight all-the-more arousing. He felt his scrotum contract, heralding his orgasm. Then she pulled free, looking him in the eye. He thanked his stars; he wanted to prolong this act. Cumming would not do.
He should not have thanked his stars.
Come on. Cum on my face! She said breathlessly, continuing to masterbate him to sustain his arousal. The thought, alone, had been enough to fulfill a few of his fantasies. He had jerked-off many a time, thinking of spraying her beautiful face with is semen. Ever since the day she said how she enjoyed it. Now, with her breathlessly requesting it, it took everything for him not to. It would be wondrous to let loose and watch her take it?
But there was one thing he had to do on camera first.
*****
After pulling away from her and donning a condom, he soon had her lying back and was pulling her slender legs up and placing them on his shoulders. He guided his cock to the opening of her pussy and then looked to her eyes. She was looking to his hard cock. He began to insert it. Her face was a mix of pleasure and pain. However, the pain soon gave way to pure pleasure as she released a moan; one which grew long as each new inch entered her. Fully insider her, he paused.
She looked up, taking in his expression. She blushed, reading him fully. He cared for her in so many ways. And though they had shared thoughts, fantasies, personal histories, and many other things, he was old-fashioned and still required the ?green light? before taking her. She smiled, the purity of his intentions touching that part of her that innermost part of her that still dared to believe in love. If you had been here first, I would have been yours, Sweetie, she thought to herself. She knew three words would make his year. But time did not allow for that.
She pulled him close, kissing him deeply, giving him the best green light around. He pressed to her, beginning to slowly pump her, his cock sliding smoothly in and out. He began to pick up the pace as their kiss grew from sweet to more passionate. Tongues met and the kiss started to become more sloppy as the force of his thrusts began to move her head. She looked away, the feel of his hard, long shaft tapping some pleasure center, and she let out a loud moan.
Her voice was awesome. It sounded real; unlike some fabricated pornstar moaning. It only served to make him more aroused, his cock slamming home inside her wet hole. She regained her composure and brought her attention back to him, running her manicured hands along his back, softly raking him to encourage more of the same treatment.
He raised, grabbing her stocking-encased legs and doubled his force, bringing a deeper moan from her. He watched his cock sliding in and out of her perfectly pink pussy. As he thrust in, her clitoris would dip and rub against his cock. He looked back to her face and found her neck arched, looking to the head of the bed.
He was wrong.Her eyes were closed.His cock felt great. He had such precision in his thrusts. Nothing clumsy, only thrust after thrust of deeply penetrating pumps. A few more moments of this and she would defiinitely cum again. What luck?a man that willingly gave head, had a nice cock, and knew how to use it. His ex was a fool to give him up! Oh well, she thought, my gain.
Her moans grew louder as he continued to pump her, heralding her climax. He felt her vaginal walls contracting, gripping his invading cock. He continued his pace, wanting to see her face as she climaxed.
Her face was a blur as she let go, allowing the pleasure to take hold. She grabbed hold of shoulders, stronger and more supportive than she thought, and ordered him to ram her harder. Her head flew back in pleasure as he obliged her, ramming her harder, their bodies hitting with a smack. Then she came again, her body reacting wonderfully to this ebony lover.
He rode her out, looking from her face, to her bouncing breasts, and, finally, to her pussy to watch the growing amount of secretion covering his condon-wrapped cock. That's number two, the thought to himself as he finished riding her orgasm to its completion. It was then he noticed he was covered in sweat. How long had they been at it? He found the urge to look to the camera, but resisted. There was another thing he had to get out of fantasies and into his memories.
He let her legs down, lowering himself back to her, and deeply kissed her. They continued kissing, allowing her to come off her orgasm and giving him time to regain a bit of energy for his next position would tap his energies. Besides, she felt and tasted great.
He motioned her onto all-fours, both ready for more action, and looked at her ass. His mouth watered at the site of it. He took note of her posture; perfectly positioned for anything. He looked down to ensure the condom was on properly. When he looked up, he found a sly smile on her face. He looked back to her kitty and knew the origin of her grin.
She was wondering the reason for the pause. Her man was so quick to get back in just to get off, she had become accustomed to being litterally mauled in bed. She looked back to see him double-checking the condom. He was so considerate. Then she remembered something he had said about a picture she had sent him. She smiled, spreading her legs a bit wider and sliding three fingers between them and spreading her kitty just in time for their eyes to meet.
Her smile grew wider at his obvious craving. It felt wonderful to be desired. She hoped they would be able to do this again. In his presence, she found the most wonderful escapism?no matter the topic. It was not all sex or platonic. It was just great. And the smile on his face and the way his cock got a bit more erect at her spread pussy inviting him in only served to make her feel more flattered.
"You said you liked it," she said, referring to how he had went on and on about the photo. "Now it's live and in person."
"Oh yeah?" He said, still looking at the site and not his usually witty self.
"Oh yeah," She seductively cooed, "and it wants you back inside."
"A man can get used to this." He said as he moved into position, guiding his cock, preparing to enter her wonderful hole once more.
"Come on, baby, show me how much you've been wanting it."
How much I have been wanting it? The thought nearly made him swoon. He had craved her since the day they met. And with the naked photos exchanged, he had very little else in his thoughts aside from starting his business. Now here she was, taunting him, daring him to let loose. Did she read his mind, or did he awaken something inside of her that brought out the tigress? It didn?t matter, the reasoned as he grabbed her hips and slid his cock back inside her.
He pulled her back onto it, watching her great ass resting against against his pelvis. She swiveled her hips, grinding in place, silently informing this was not what she meant.
Okay baby, he thought, here it comes. If it's porno you want, it's porno you'll get.
Grabbing her hips, he pushed her forward and pulled her back in time with his hips, ramming her pussy. The first thrust brought a gasp from her. A dozen thrusts later, she was moaning, another dozen and she felt the strength leave her arms and and found her torso resting against the mattress. He felt so great in her. So powerful. Her grunts and growns grew loud, slightly broken from the power of his thrusts as his wonderful cock hit home time and and again.
"Yes!" She screamed, as a jolt of energy hit her. She raised and looked back at him working hard to give her all he could. "That's it. fuck me. Fuck me."
He could hardly believe the situation?he had certainly awakened something inside of her. But, to think about it too hard would destroy his performance, so he just went with it. He pulled her slender body harder and snapped his thrusts in. She turned back away, saying "yeah!" and went to her own thoughts. He felt her tight pussy tighten further. Maybe she was going for her third, but the mix of her sounds, the look of her body, and the feel of kitty was driving him wild. He closed his eyes, trying to maintain the energy level without cumming. This is where he had dreamed of getting her. Where she was at the brink of excitement. He did not want to end it.
He grunted in pleasure as he managed to stay of the ejaculation. Now, back in control, he looked back to her ass, loving the way her ass rippled with each rhythmic thrust.
Reaching forward, he grabbed a tuft of hair and pulled, arching her back and neck while he continued his blistering pace. He felt the sweat begin to fall from his brow. But that became secondary as she began to scream and rock back harder against his thrust. She came again, and he did his best to increase the pace.
Over and over his cock slammed inside her, touching deep, and sending wave after wave of pleasure through her. When he grabber her hair and pulled, the pleasure mixed with sublime pain, and spurred her on. She let loose. It had been a long time since she had someone last this long. Even though her man jacked-off continuously, he managed to still come with her in under ten minutes. Here was this ebony lover, giving it to her hard long enough to allow yet another orgasm to build to release. She felt wild and unhibited. No wonder they called it jungle fever.
He felt her coming down off her orgasm a few dozen thrusts later. He felt she was just a hair's breath away from another, so he played his card. He reveled in her gasp as his hand smacked down against her ass. She tried to lower herself to the matress again, allowng him to have his way with her ass, but he pulled her hair again, wanting her to remain focussed on the moment. He wanted her to come again. As his hand came down again, this time on the opposite cheek, her gasp was a moan. The third time, brought a scream and a now-patented yes from his wanton lover. He felt his load building as his watched her cheeks redden and heard her building to a fourth climax.
She came in a rush, pushing back hard against his thrusting cock, her voice sounding quite throaty. He stopped spanking her, using his hand to pull her to and fro along his shaft. He was lost he was going to cum. Sweat fell into his eyes and burned, but even the stinging pain would not keep this load at bay.
He began to moan low, then building in pitch and frequency. She looked back, wanting to end this with a facial, and saw he had an eye closed and a look of pain on his face. But, judging from his sound, he was going to shoot soon. She felt for him, but she wanted to feel his hot cum on her face and taste it.
"Come on my face." She demanded.
Without thinking or questioning it, he pulled himself free, tore off the condom, and stood up. It was not the most cerimonious removal, as it stung form the friction of the latex against flesh. Yet even that would not keep him from releasing this load.
She was there in an instant, kneeling and ready to accept his load onto her lovely face. The condom was barely gone before the first spurt shot from him, landing on her face in a thick line. Grabbing his cock, the condom still in his grip, he began to pump his rod, shooting load after load on to her face and into her mouth. He was grunting loudly, loss in the moment. He had not given a facial in a while and never with anyone as physically intoxicating as his current partner.
When he was done, she took him into her mouth and sucked, draining the rod of any cum left inside. He looked down and stared at this woman servicing him like he was a king. He would definitely have to look at this on instant-replay.
Once she was done, he collapsed onto the bed, sweating and breathing heavy. He looked to her, winking due to the sweat in an eye. She was still sitting, looking erotically wondrous with his load covering her face. Using both her palms, she rubbed the come from her cheeks and licked them. Soon, she had wiped her entire face and taken in all she could. He looked down to see that the act had caused him to be aroused again. He was ready for another go.
To his dismay, she got up and headed to the bathroom. He watched her ass as she walked away and just knew his life had just peaked with this last act?it was all downhill from here. He heard the water go on, then off, then on again. She came back, a washcloth each hand. With one she wiped the remaining residue of come from her face, and she handed him the other. It was cool and he, accepting the cloth, began to wipe his eye.
He wanted to kiss her, but she turned again. Dammit! This time to shut off the camera. She joined him on the bed then, sitting apart from him. She looked down at his still-hard shlong.
"What are you, the Energizer Bunny?"
"Just about. At least with you."
She looked down and motioned to her neatly trimmed pubic area. "Are you happy with this? You never told me why you wanted it."
"Let me show you."
Grabbing her hand, he pulled her back into the bathroom.
Rob Evans
September 2000 |
